Guillemot goes it alone to lose the musical quirks of his former band

Let’s face it, when you are already the frontman of a minorly successful band – in Fyfe’s case, epic pop buskers Guillemots – there are only two possible reasons for making a solo album. 1) The rest of the band aren’t feeling your new passion for Tuvan throat singing. Or 2) Fuck those losers, you’ve got more chance of being a massive pop star without them. As ‘Fly Yellow Moon’ sounds like Guillemots with all the wonky bits weeded out, you can only conclude that it’s the latter.